A heart , a mind
A soul in search of a sign.
Drops of desires in the pool of a heart,
bubbles of dreams from which the mind cant be apart.In every bosom blossoming,
The desire of being someone,
The desire of becoming something.
In every psyche blooming,
The dream of being loved,
The dream of something happening.
Lost hope cannot bring the death of desire.
Every soul- small , young, old has a fire,
Of everlasting immortal desire.
Reach out and spread your wings.
Out there for you, is your desire waiting.
A soul in search of a sign.
Drops of desires in the pool of a heart,
bubbles of dreams from which the mind cant be apart.In every bosom blossoming,
The desire of being someone,
The desire of becoming something.
In every psyche blooming,
The dream of being loved,
The dream of something happening.
Lost hope cannot bring the death of desire.
Every soul- small , young, old has a fire,
Of everlasting immortal desire.
Reach out and spread your wings.
Out there for you, is your desire waiting.
3 comments:
if dynamite cud be gift wraped ..it wud look somthing like your poem...
DESIRE....,the word that makes your throat dry,
the word that desperately seeks attention,
the word that howls for recognition...yes the word that each of us hold so near and desr to our hearts ..has so successfully been allowed to rise from its fits of passion to the acknowledgement of the intellectual mind..
well done...i like the way u begin your poem.
the only thing my mind fails to comprehend is the lines
"..Lost hope cannot bring the death of desire........"
i think if there is anything a lost hope can bring then its the death of desire.
thats all for now sameen ..
well done
do post more stuff in your blog
tull then chow
luv
amina
Beautiful verses! There is nothing that says more to a lost soul. Its inspiring.
thnx amina but lost hope cannot bring the death of desire...think of a blind person..if all the docs of the world around tell him that his eyesight cannot be restored..he will loose all hope..maybe he will try to end his his life..but the desire to see the world within him will never die
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